Or apni ankhe niche kar muskurane lagi usne apna ek hath meri jangho per rakh liya . Uska hath kafi sakht tha , uska sprsh pa kar mere ander khalbali ...si mach gai or meri chut gili hone lagi.Mene apni tange thodi khol li or uski tarf masoom sa chehra bana kar boli , bhaijaan wo apke pese abhi pure nahi hue . Meri baat sunte hi aslam meri tarf dekh kar muskuraya or apna hath pura meri jangh per ghumate hue bhai ki tarf dekha or bola yaar raju pese wese aate jate rehte hai . Koi baat nahi bhul ja. .’ello,’ said a familiar voice. Harry wiped the sleep from his eyes as he looked at his clock. It was 3 in the morning and Fleur was standing before Harry and Ron in nothing but her knickers and bra.‘Am I still dreaming?’ said Ron rather stupidly, his eyes wide in shock.‘No Ronald you’re not,’ giggled Fleur in her sexy French accent, ‘I never thanked you boys properly for saving my sister from ze lake last year. So, from now till ze Sun comes up, I’m yours to command,’ she said with a glint in. We both were friends and won the trophy of the beautiful/handsome face in college. We started to hang out and later we were in a relationship. Our parents knew about our relationship and they were okay with it. Sid was fair, modern, tall, rich guy. He was 6 feet and his tool was 7 inches long. He was handsome and had a gymed body. It was our one year anniversary. We went for a long drive and we were passing by a silent zone and car broke down.There wasn’t a mechanic nor a single human around so. I have known her, and her parents for 18years now, and she has blossomed into a totally, hot girl. She told me her car was overheating, and asked if I could look at it. She was dressed in short shorts, that showed those perfectly, tight, ass cheeks, and a loose white top with low cleavage. I was in my sweat shorts, and a T-shirt. Like I said, she was now 18 years old, 5”2, with long, brown hair, green eyes, perky and very exciting tits, and a great tight, bubble ass! As for my personality,.